Pulp Poem of the Week

Funny to be
in this neighborhood
in the daytime.

          Donald E. Westlake
          Don’t Ask
          1993

Pulp Poem of the Week

What could be more perfect
than an armored car?
It’s stinking with money
and it’s got wheels on it.

     Elliott Chaze
     Black Wings Has My Angel
     1953

Pulp Poem of the Week

all
the logic
of
gonorrhea

in

a convent

     Charles Williams
     Girl Out Back
     1958